Nyx
I had dinner with Kiana and went up to my room, exhausted. It was empty, and I was grateful. Since discovering what was wrong with me, I hadn’t had time to myself to think or process. Now that it was all hitting me, I just wanted to curl up in a fetal position and cry.
My wolf and I would never have a connection or form a bond. I’d never have a chance at a mating bond. I’d never be able to truly rely on an alpha.
Only one of those things bothered me. I was never going to find my mate, and I didn’t give a f**k about bonding with an alpha. As far as I was concerned, too many of them were assholes.
Troy might be an exception. I couldn’t help but notice the one fair and kind alpha I found was in the middle of a rogue-infested and wild magic mountain. An alpha who bowed to no king. Oh,
